[Wen Hao] I worked hard to restore the health of the protagonist group

Xie Shuyi slept more soundly than ever before.

There is no glaring light, no endless nightmares, no death of friends, and in his own little bed, all he needs to do is sleep.

His cloudy brain slowly became clear, his sanity returned, and the malice that had gripped his soul and the hallucinations that had tormented him were all gone.

Waking up from a drowsy sleep, he suddenly felt something approaching him, and the breathing of another person was getting closer and closer.

Xie Shuyi woke up almost instantly, but he didn't dare to move or open his eyes.

who.

Who could it be.

While the ability to think was restored, all memories did not disappear.

He remembered clearly how he was seduced, how he was allowed to collapse, and how he became half-human, half-ghost.

He also clearly remembered...the yellow-haired man wearing a mask who appeared in the ward.

Being able to bypass Sebastian and do those intimate things to himself under Sebastian's surveillance.

Either he was Sebastian's superior, or Sebastian had been killed by him.

That person couldn't be the head of the detective agency, so who was he? Why did a fourth organization that he didn't know about appear?

His eyeballs moved under his eyelids, and Jie Shuyi was barely able to sense his surroundings.

There is no dazzling white light, no disgusting smell of disinfectant, and no nightmares.

Was it that yellow-haired man who took me away?

Is the person next to him... the yellow-haired man?

He clenched his fists tightly under the quilt. He hated the feeling of being at the mercy of others.

She must have been taken away not long ago, as her clothes had not been changed yet. They were still made of the disgusting rough cotton texture, and it was obviously the same red dress as before.

He carefully moved his fingers close to the skirt, and then held his breath and moved his hands upward along the leg. He groped and found the scalpel he had hidden inside the skirt.

Xie Shuyi opened his eyes suddenly, and he covered the man in front of him with the quilt. Before he could react, Xie Shuyi pressed his hands on the table, and smashed them down with his hand holding the scalpel.

The sharp blade pierced through the man's palm and also through the table. Xie Shuyi heard a muffled groan, but did not show mercy.

While the man's hands were fixed, he jumped onto the man and sat astride the man's shoulders.

The two legs tightly wrapped around the man's body, and the tattered red skirt was barely hanging on the body. There were bruises on the exposed legs, and she looked extremely miserable.

Jie Shuyi covered the man's head tightly with a quilt, holding back his breathing while forcibly bending his neck.

He tried to break the man's neck, but his body had not fully recovered and he could barely muster any strength.

The few big somersaults just now made Xie Shuyi dizzy.

The strange thing is that the man didn't resist from beginning to end.

The only physical contact was the careful movement of holding Shuyi's calf.

Rather than being a resistance, it was more like they were afraid that Jie Shuyi would fall.

Xie Shuyi didn't care about the reason. He used this short time to recover his body, always ready to seize the opportunity and kill, until the door of the room was pushed open.

Xie Shuyi raised his head vigilantly and happened to meet Dazai Osamu's eyes.

Jie Shuyi's movements suddenly froze. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Because of the medicine, his throat was damaged and it has not recovered yet.

Xie Shuyi was stunned for just a moment, then reacted instantly and looked vigilantly at the Dazai who appeared in front of him.

Those memories that had faded away appeared in my mind again.

They humiliated him with Mr. Dazai's face, scolded him with Mr. Dazai's face, and then that group of bastards actually appeared in front of him with Mr. Dazai's face again!

He kept mumbling, but no sound came out. Yet he was screaming heart-wrenchingly.

"It's fake again... It's fake again... Can you try some new tricks! If you didn't kill anyone, don't come to me again, don't show up in front of me again! Disgusting! Disgusting!!"

Xie Shuyi jumped off the man, glanced around, and his eyes fell on the window of the room.

The emotions that had just stabilized collapsed again the moment he saw Dazai.

He couldn't stand it.

He really couldn't stand it anymore.

Xie Shuyi would rather jump and end it all than experience those nightmares again.

He was already close to the window, a pale smile on his face.

It's ridiculous that I was still imagining that I had escaped from the devil's cave. After all, it was just... fake... fake...

His body leaned back and he fell down calmly. No matter if he was dead or disabled, he didn't want to stay in this small room anymore.

When I slowly closed my eyes and wanted to feel the extreme feeling of weightlessness, my arm was suddenly grabbed.

Xie Shuyi opened his eyes in disgust, raised his head and scolded, "Are you guys done yet..."

"Akutagawa?"

Xie Shuyi's words suddenly choked in his throat.

His brows unconsciously furrowed deeply.

No, why would Akutagawa appear here?

Is this a new trick?

There is no way that the group of crazy people in white know the relationship between me and Akutagawa. In their eyes, I and Akutagawa are just strangers.

Why would someone have Akutagawa's face?

why?

What's the situation now?

Akutagawa pursed his lips. He could only barely hold Jie Shuyi with one hand. The other hand was still bleeding and he could not use any strength. Fortunately, Jie Shuyi was not seriously injured, otherwise he would have to jump off the building with Jie Shuyi.

"Don't move, I'll pull you up first."

Xie Shuyi remained in a daze from beginning to end until he was pulled back to the room. Akutagawa carefully held him in his arms, and then carried the still dazed Xie Shuyi back to bed.

Xie Shuyi also realized at this time that the person in front of him was not fake.

The madman in white couldn't possibly know his relationship with Akutagawa, so it was impossible for him to have someone's face transformed into Akutagawa's.

Then there is only one possibility for Akutagawa to appear here.

......

Xie Shuyi raised his head suddenly, recalling everything he had just done, and looked at Akutagawa's palm almost in panic.

Akutagawa noticed his gaze and quickly hid his right hand behind his back.

Xie Shuyi stood up and forcefully pulled his hand in front of his eyes.

The scalpel pierced through the palm of his hand and stabbed into the table, leaving a bloody hole in his palm.

In order to hold Jie Shuyi, Akutagawa struggled hard to break free. The wound on the palm of his hand became more and more horrific. The scalpel was even stuck upside down in the wound in a weird posture.

The flesh was turned inside out, blood was dripping, and the pale palm was still bleeding.

Xie Shuyi only felt a sharp pain deep in his brain. Those memories, those people from the detective agency who died because of him...

At this moment he could hardly stand.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it, I...I'll help you with your treatment, I'll help you with your treatment..." His voice was trembling, and his condition was so bad that he was almost a completely different person from just now.

Akutagawa was just about to say it was okay when Jie Shuyi's hand pressed hard on the wound. He groaned in pain and when he looked up again, he found that Jie Shuyi was frozen there again.

Akutagawa quickly said, "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt."

Xie Shuyi seemed to be completely trapped in his own world, and Akutagawa's dull pain made him fall into endless self-blame.

The scalpel was not held firmly and fell to the ground, and the blood remaining on it gradually fell off.

Xie Shuyi stared at the blood-stained ground in a daze. He took two steps back in disbelief, and his legs instantly lost strength and he fell to the ground.

His calf just happened to scrape across the scalpel that fell to the ground, instantly leaving a huge cut. Blood kept flowing out, but he seemed not to feel it, holding his head and muttering to himself.

"I...I killed everyone again. It's my fault. It's all my fault."

(I won’t guarantee full attendance next month. I want to travel before school starts, so I’ll just go with the flow.)